Glancing up sharply at Phibrizzo's words, Zoro caught something in the Mazoku's eyes. It was more of instinct that warned him about it but Zoro understood the feeling, nonetheless.

The kid wasn't just annoying anymore. Everything he said and did had a purpose, if only to cause... what? To piss him off? Highly likely.

Slapping his palms on the table sharply enough to send his fork clattering to the ground, Zoro rose from the table. Purposefully, he pointed a finger at "Brandon". "Fine. I'll move. But you'd better watch yourself next time, little demon brat."